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Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Okay, so our week just got a whole lot more interesting. Monday, Hubby was feeling like his old self again - and we were EXTATIC! A good day! A good day! Hallelujah!

and then came Tuesday.

Hubs couldnt move his arm. His pain was so bad that he made it less than 30 minutes at work and had to come home. It was bad.
I tried massage, medicine, heat, cold, everything, but nothing seemed to help.

At 9:45 he headed up to the hospital to see the port surgeon. Port surgeon said it looked fine, here's some antibiotics in case, go home and good luck (and a kick in the @ss as he headed out the door).

At 3:30, after sleeping all day, nothing had changed. It may have even gotten worse. OU doc said to go back to the hospital and tell them to do x and y, look for z. Off he went.

After following directions, turns out that that while doing x and y, they, in fact, found z. And Z = a blood clot.

Nice.

By the time hubs got home from this visit, he was barely able to stand. He collapsed onto the bed and I ran to fill prescriptions and come home.

When I arrived, we loaded him up with meds and found that his temperature had risen above the level for chemo patients, at which point OU doc says to get your @ss to the ER.

SO, 7pm last night we go the ER and get taken back to the ER rooms, where we will have to tell hub's life story beginning with cancer diagnosis (again) a few times, (Wow, that's quite a story! I hope you feel better soon!) Umm, yes, please, and I hope you do something to help that along...

After they take blood, ask me AGAIN why they can't use the power port for their own uses, and shut the lights down to a dim mood light, they leave us alone for the next few hours.

Hubs is asleep.

(cue heidi-freak-out-allotamous)

I wonder if they would notice if a few of these jumbo size germ-xes went missing...and for that matter, the dispenser on the wall, too...

Why do they have the stupid "flying through the stars in outer space" screensaver in here? That's so old school and ghetto. Go away. i hate you, light speed...

and why is there a TV in here?!? What if we had come in with a severed arm?? Would they be watching Rachel Ray make omelets while they sew it back on?!?

ohmuhgosh, poor hubby's feet are HANGING off the end of the bed!! What is this?!? Some kind of kid sized gurney?!? What if Shaq were here?!? Is this a lawsuit....

im cold.

ohmuhgosh, my phone just decided it had 20% battery left!!! What will i do?!? How will I call the kids?!?

Up we go to floor 5, the end of the hall. Sorta reminds me of my closet, but with a TV and a window. At least it wasn't 46 degrees in there, and the nurses seemed nice and knowledgeable. (I want nurse Rebecca back!!!). Another friend brought dinner and assorted must-haves for hubby's night (iphone charger!), and walked with me back out into the night. (She even talked to me on the phone all the way home. Does she know me well, or what).

I walked in the house and it was so quiet and still. The kids were asleep and Daddy was snoozing on the couch as well, but he woke up when I came in and retreated back home after a big "It's gonna be okay" hug that only daddies can give.

Hubby texted everytime he awoke that night, and i was always up to text him back. he was feeling a little better, surgery was planned for the morning, and we'd see what the doc said.

8:30am Em is off to art camp and ev and I spend the few minutes of below-100-degree-temps at the playground closeby as we wait on any news from hubby.

9am. No surgery just yet. We need to check a few things. Is the port in the right vein? Does it need to be replaced? Etc, etc, etc.

12pm. From the x-ray, it looks like the port is inserted correctly, so we'll just wait it out.

WAIT it out?? Uhhh...okay...

1pm. Kids are ready to see daddy and we pick up lunch and head over. He has a fever, and docs won't let him leave until he's without fever for 24 hours. stomach drop again. another night alone :(

Lunch with a view

1:45 Its obvious that naptime is long overdue, so off we go with a list of needs for the next 24 hours that we'll bring tonight. Hubby is tired and sore, and sweating on and off.

He didn't eat as well as he had been, even though I brought him that new salad on TV he's been wanting to try. I hate this for him.

2:48 pm einsteins are asleep/resting and I'm trying to blog this all down so that I remember it, and they'll remember it, so tomorrow will look a little sweeter, right?
mmm hmm.

So for now, we are living minute to minute, while hubby rests and regains his strength, and we'll see him again for dinner. (Oh...I guess I'd better start cookin!)Pin It

One thing about the warm summer nights and hubby retiring to bed early is that em and I get to stay up for awhile after we put ev to bed. Sometimes we read, sometimes we watch TV, and sometimes we sit outside and watch the sun set. On this evening, we walked the streets of our neighborhood, putting flyers on everyone's door for the neighborhood July4 parade we're hosting, and when we returned, there were several little fireflies roaming the gardens and trees in our yard.

We began to catch them, one by one, and within minutes had about a dozen collected into her "science observation tank". We laughed as one got out and flew onto my nose, another onto her skirt.

What a wonderful evening spent with just Em and I! Sometimes I feel like we're slowly drifting apart as she gets older. The snuggling has been replaced with a peck on the cheek or a quick hug, the little chats over playdoh into playdates with friends and American Girl Dolls.

I miss my little girl.

I miss the years we had together all day long when she was small and I held the key to her world in my hands.

But most of all, I miss times like these, that remind me why I love her so. How smart and beautiful she has become, and how wonderfully like her dad & I she is. When I dont have to remind her to do chores or use manners, when I'm not saying "no" or helping with times tables.

It's just my little em and me, and that's all.

Just the two of us.

I love you, emmie.

May there always be fireflies for us to catch, a sunset to watch, and quiet moments together...

Friday, June 24, 2011

I loaded up the kids, grabbed some BK, and headed to a nearby little town to hit up the ol' watering hole splash pad. It's always hit and miss with this one - sometimes the daycare centers bring their entire busloads of children, running rampid OVER the little ones like E2, but this morning we lucked out, and it was pretty sparse.

Em's friend, Bailey showed up soon after we arrived!

Watch out! These girls have water squirters, and they are NOT afraid to use them!

(No, really - they aren't. I should know...)

E2 is a little wary of water on his face, so he found other things to do, like climb in and out of the railing, and play on the outskirts of the water area.

This park has been collecting old buildings to make it a historical place to go see. Since last year, it added this old church...

...Frank Eaton's home (the original "Pistol Pete")...

...a log cabin, though its logs are actually sliced wood...

...a windmill? Weathervane? I can't remember what these things are properly called...

...and an old, (barely) red barn.

We'll be checking another thing off our list later this afternoon. Vrooooom! Vrooom!!

Thursday, June 23, 2011

In the end, we had wet feet and sweaty heads. I guess that's what happens when you just barely fill the balloons so you can barely tie them. They barely break. :)

Don't you just *love* KEENs? My kids live in them all summer. This summer, I even snagged myself a pair!

Since we were all hot and barely drenched, we all hopped into the pool. And let me tell you something. We have a solar cover for our pool. It warms the water about 7 degrees higher than without, mainly because I am cold blooded, and cannot enter water under, oh, let's say, warm bath temperature. It's true. I'm a wuss.

And the cover works.

Well.

As we hopped in, we hopped right back out. I know now what a lobster feels like when you dunk it into the boiling pot of water. That pool was SO flippin HOT!

As I am one to take all-the-way hot showers, I hopped back in and "stirred" the water, bringing up the cooler water from the bottom so that the kids could get in without losing their skin.

As Evan can "touch" this year, I was able to hop out and water my plants while the kids swam. This zinnia is the tallest one of the bunch, and the only pink :)

...and I'm sorry to say, this cute little guy's days are numbered here. He chewed through hubby's apple computer cord ($$$), and a couple lot of other things. I love him so, but I have to let him go.

Now I just need someone to drop him off at the Humane Society for me. I cannot look into those eyes and hand him over :(

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